Hideaway Strath A Test Of Faith.

They had moved meaning only more land that needed to be scouted. Originally, Evelynn had no real interest in sticking around these so-called Saints. She had heard drama surrounded them, an enticing detail not so carelessly placed before her by the grandmaster, though it only drove them away from the red canyons they once called home.

Perhaps it was fate that she joined their ranks. Truly her only plans were to scout these new lands, see what could be of use or entertainment before continuing her travels as she had done so many times before. Now she was practically no strings attached for room and board while getting to travel. Eventually, though they would have to settle, and settle they did within an enclosed mountain range far to the west.

Most of her days were spent learning their new land. Every detail was useful information and given that this would be their new base she was sure to know all of it before she even considered traveling out of their claim. It was a good thing she had started close because this was surely a call she wouldn't want to miss. A summoning, not just for her, but all who claimed the name saint.

She moved through the shadows, trailing the treeline as she came upon their leader and two strangers. One with a wicked grin that clearly spelled trouble, the other a young woman who looked all too soft with a twisted paw. Evelynn raised a brow, but she did not speak. Instead, her golden gaze waited on Kynareth to answer why they had all been summoned. This woman did not look like a trespasser and the lingering male kept his distance, it was interesting...suspicious. Needless to say, the gathering had piqued her interest.